I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster…
(Skillet – Monster)
It was quite a cold summer.
There was a few typically hot, sunny, breath-takingly bad days for her to hide and only somehow live through, but otherwise she took care to make storms. Make – not summon, but pull the clouds together and smash it to make lighting and rumbling.
She always did it.
But the hot days were hard. She was up until three, slept until one –but was in bed as long as it was possible.
Which was usually until two.
There was chaos in their flat. There was her, Eve (her mother), grandmother, grandfather, aunt and two cousins which drove her crazy.
They yelled on each other on a daily basis – all the adults scolded her why didn't she want to spent time withn them and she was sick of it.
The kids felt too warm, far too light for her liking – and although they adored her, she would give anything to get away from them.
The nights, when she was apart from her family, were a relief.
She freely stretched, purred, rolled over like a animal and mostly could fall limp and go out of her body to meet the astral.
But the light made her weak, far too weak.
One day, when she couldn't even lift head up from the ground to meet Lust, she had absolute mental breakdown.
,,It's worthless, worthless! My whole life like this, I'm good for nothing nor here not there! I-I can't even get up- I'm a horrible mate…"
,,Hey, Kat, you're sick, that happens…"
,,No, I'm not sick. I'm weak. I hate this! I- if I could… if only I could stay…"
,,Stay where?" he asked, a bit taken aback.
,,Here... stay in the astral for good…"
He picked her up suddenly, upset and frightened. More frightened.
,,Don't even think about that! What would that sacrifice be for then?" She sniffed, turning away.
,,Well… where in the hell ARE YOU? WHAT GOOD WAS IT WHEN IT'S THE SAME?"
She hadn't even touched him, just yelled her lungs out. He lowered sight, stepping back, not knowing, where to look, and for a split second he looked afraid.
,,SO WHAT OF IT- WHAT OF IT! I ONLY LOST…"
Collapsing in tears, she covered face with hands.
,,I-I want… I want my wings back," she sobbed heavily.
He looked hurt, then her sheer frustration got to him.
,,I'm sorry," he mumbled softly.
,,Oh, sorry. Not as much as I am," she looked up with a basilisk-like glare.
This time he haven't moved, only stared back with a tired and somewhat resignated look. Then he dropped head down, sitting on the ground.
,,Now what do you expect from me?" she snapped.
He haven't said a word, only looked back when he got the wave of swears, offenses, pleadings to leave and after just sobs directed to nobody in particular, none of which was his fault.
But in a while she calmed, then was glad to have him there.
,,I'm sorry…"
,,It's alright," he said calmly, then sat by her side, placing hands on her head.
,,I'm a horrible mate, ain't I?" she smiled, still in tears.
,,No. Not at all… I'm surprised your nerves endured it for so long anyway."
She looked up.
,,But I shouldn't have yelled on you."
,,The alpha female sometimes has a right to yell, even if it was on devil himself. Particularly in summer."
…..
She went on through July like a helpless, lifeless corpse.
Don't do it again, Kate, not again suicide…
But then it was revealed why were her hormones out as if constantly having her days – from the first full moon of August it was their mating season.
The incubes – counting in Lust as well – weren't that much affected. At the start Kate only saw they had painful expressions, since suddenly none of their pants seemed to fit, but then they adjusted it with a simple spell and a few times alone in the bathroom.
The succubes, including her, had it worse.
Once a week wasn't enough, they had to do it at least three times and more, otherwise even existing was painful and annoying.
She was constantly horny, she could ignore it but not get rid of it. She was bitchy above anyone's liking, especially the younger demons. One minute she would scream out their name – the next, if they pissed her out, feel like ripping their heads off.
She was a bit more polite to her mate, yet still she yelled on him far more than she would usually and sometimes he had to run to not get hit by a fireball, or go sleep on the couch (or home, if he wanted to; nevertheless, not beside her).
She did a small research on the subject, noticing all the succubes were like that, though not to such a extreme as her.
,Females of any kind, but especially carnivorous, have tendencies to be more aggressive during mating season. It is a natural reaction as for better finding a mate and afterwards protecting both herself and her young. For example a tigress has to mate a hundred times in order to get pregnant…'
She smirked at that.
Me a mother… dream on, girl, dream on… I don't even know, if I'd be a good mother… Heh. Who knows? Who knows…
Now I'm hungry again.
…..
,,Running, running, running, back-forth, I'm there, I'm not there, I want to be a vampire, I don't want to be one, I wanna be a alpha, I don't want a coven… WHAT THE HELL! Nathali, if you're gonna go on like this, they are going to kick you out of the astral sphere for good!"
When saying ,they' Kate pointed both up and down, to the floor.
,,Ah yeah, whatever," the younger girl rolled eyes.
,,I am serious!" Kate snapped. ,,Do you think it's a playground? It's a different world, not a internet game! You can't just make up your own rules!"
,,Since your season started you're very annoying."
,,Holy… aah. Whatever. You will have trouble, not me."
,,Did your season end?" Nathali jumped to a different topic.
,,Yes," the demon rolled eyes. ,,thankfully. I think at least. It was a pain in the ass… quite literally."
,,I bet some of the clubs in the astral gained a lot during it," Nathali stated half-teasingly, optimistically.
,,Ah, yes, clubs. Especially where we are employed. My pack quite was drained out, especially the boys."
,,Lust wasn't?" she asked innocently, which gained her a glare.
,,I do not question where he is when he's away from me."
,,Yeah. Hey, were you ever employed as a one-night stand in one? I heard it's great business."
,,Once. Got about 100 death tokens," Kate stated carelessly
,,That's good for a one night stand!" Nathali snorted. ,,Even the best of them gets no more than 1000."
,,That's good!" Kate nodded, sitting behind the kitchen table. ,,But it's tricky busines. And can get boring after a while. Treasure hunting, now that's something! That's fun."
,,Imagine how much would Lust's mate get," her cousin went on with the rant anyway, gaining a eyeroll from the older one. ,,Oh well. You can ask that one, I dunnowhathername is, the one that gets the 1000. You know. She was once."
The older one immediately snapped into attention, ears twitching forward like ones of a animal.
,,She what?"
,,She was once his mate… but that was a good while ago, like, ten years," Nathali added quickly, seeing her face.
Only. Ten. Freakin. YEARS.
,,They split then, I mean. But she was anyway popular enough then. Now she's among the top."
,,Oh, I got it, don't worry." Such a calm appearance and voice; walking lie, Kate.
….
It's lovely to see you… Fall off the stairs, breaking your skull in two…
Singing a song while going for a kill. Psychopath much, eh, Kate?
But it helped her concentrate on her invisibility and speed… Still she was surprised how quickly and swiftly she snuck behind the guards. Nobody saw her, felt her, smelled her; nothing.
As golden smoke she – by instinct – found exactly the room she needed, slipping in quietly.
All she needed was to cover whole. She didn't even know she could so well merge in with the surroundings, standing in her normal form only beside the bed.
,,Hell-oh to you, dear."
She never after it could quite recall the woman –or girl's? – face.
She didn't even remember the color of her eyes, not the shape of her hair, not even her aura. She never had any nightmares despite staring right into her face when quickly slitting her throat.
The only thing she did remember was the horror and the shriek at which human blood froze in veins-
,,YOU?"
Scream all you want, you won't wake up with a scream…
No one leaves the monsterican dream~
The one that was with her in bed met his end more mercifully, but nevertheless did.
Can you hear all the children scream?
Chills of fear like a sawblade cutting deep…
Once again I bring flames, I bring cold
I'm the BloodRed Sandman coming home
On this unholy night I will make you my own
Blood Red Sandman coming home again…
,,I'm coming home again~" while ripping the woman's heart and soul. Heart to not leave clues, soul for her father. Okay, now she could be seen a bit. Got to get away, losing concentration…
She slipped out through the window, pondering-
Am I really as mercyless? Probably… yes. Hah. Who can blame me?
She slept soundly that night.